Paul's parents live in Tucson, Arizona, and were kind enough to host us for a visit a few weeks ago. We did not tell the boys. We woke them up at 5:30 and told them we were headed to Atlanta. Boy were they surprised when we pulled in to the Roanoke airport. Cort and Reid had never flown before. Once we got to Atlanta, they eventually learned we were catching another flight. People in the airport were so amused to hear them talking (loudly) about how they didn't know where we were going. They sure were thrilled to find out we were headed to Tucson. Here is our first picture there, taken in the backyard of my in-laws (is that a killer view they have or what?).
A typical day started with me waking up via internal alarm at 4:30 and heading out the door for a run. Here's a picture Paul took of an amazing 9 mile run I did in the desert (Paul biked with me while I ran, for safety reasons). We did not see a soul. It was like we were completely alone. We did see lots of jackrabbits, though.
Afterwards we would go change and clean up and grab breakfast. Then out the door (usually by 7) for adventure. The first day we took the boys hiking in Honeybee Canyon.
What a wonderful way to start the day. In the afternoons, the boys would cool off at the pool. I think they would've been happy to just stay at the pool all day, every day. I have more posts coming from our trip, so stay tuned!